Top Giants: Rebirth of the Black-Bellied Wife

He Mo walks out of the bedroom and stands in the living room. His face is cold and his expression is indifferent. He looks at Leng Yiyao with no change in his eyes. It seems that what he just said is just a casual remark.

In the room, in addition to Leng Yiyao, other people simply don't know what expression to put on.

Just now I still think that one of the puzzles of the century is that the marshal has never had a pillow man, so the opposite sex will forget. Even the guards and soldiers will never be able to get close to each other. Is it the sun that comes out in the West today? Let a girl stay in his room for the night?

Marshal, does that mean she'll warm the bed?

But is it a little too much?

Although, this girl does look pretty. His eyes are very bright, his body is good, and his skin is tender as if he can pinch water. But he is only 16 years old.

According to international law, she is still a minor girl. Isn't the marshal too picky?

Well, how can you talk about it.

"Bang --"

in the strange silence of the people in the room, the door suddenly burst into a heavy blow.

One listen is the sound of heavy objects hitting the door!

The group of people at the door have not left yet. Lu Chen, the eldest prince, is indeed a person whose skull has been clipped. He dare to let people hit the door!

Who gave him bear heart leopard gall! Dare to run into Marshal!

Frey looked coldly at the door, as though through the wall, at a group of dead men.

"Marshal, I'll go out and have a look." He lowered his head, took out the gun in his arms, and when he raised his face again, he was indifferent.

Leng Yiyao touched his chin, and suddenly felt that he had a baby face. He looked childish, but when he was full of murderous spirit, he was really astonished.

The soldiers here are used to blood, and people who can save their lives in the battlefield are very indifferent to human life. She guessed that the life of the Marshal's bodyguard could not be counted.

"Let him go." Hemer waved his hand at will, turned around lightly, and pointed to her, "you come with me."

Leng Yiyao's eyes turn with his eyes, slowly, and then evoke a deep smile, and walk in the eyes of the two officers around him.

It has to be said that the suites in the top hotels are really extraordinary. Behind her, the crashing sound of the door came again and again, but the door did not show any sign of loosening. Instead, there was a stronger alarm echoing from the hotel corridor. It is estimated that it will be more difficult for the hotel executives to have a good sleep tonight.

Now, that's not what she cares about.

As the first general of the military region, hemer didn't pay attention to the eldest prince. To the royal family, he was just a face to face!

But what does it matter?

He is used to arrogance. Since the people of the military region have surrounded him, no one dares to say a word!

What she didn't understand was what was the meaning of hemer's laissez faire gesture, or even indifference?

The lighting in the room is obviously adjusted by the designer's surprise, but it has no impact. When reflected on the face, it still has some gentle radian.

Hemer sat on the bed, quietly looking at the girl standing in front of her, and suddenly a strange premonition rose.

The man stood less than ten steps away from him. His face was full of contemplation. He even looked at him as if he was troublesome. Obviously, he was thinking about things outside the door.

When is his charm so bad that a woman stays in his bedroom thinking of another man?